A movie that knows what it is

So, I’ve recently become a stay at home dad — which is awesome and a blessing and I love it — but it comes with some changes to my social life. My wife, the saint that she is, suggested I get out of the house tonight.

I decided on drinking a 6 pack and watching John Wick 1+2 with a couple o’ pals.

I’ll preface this by saying that I love cheap action movies. They’re stupid, I know they’re stupid, and sometimes they’re the absolute right kind of stupid to put me in a great mood. I love them because they don’t seem to know what we think of them or why we like them — like a kid who thinks the room is cracking up because they just told the best joke ever. It’s adorable. There is something unbelievably satisfying about watching a movie that takes itself way too seriously.

But I wouldn’t put John Wick in that category. It’s a movie that knows exactly what it is — a kickass action flick and nothing more.

The props, outfits, and settings were surprisingly interesting for a movie whose dialogue couldn’t have taken more than 15 minutes to write. But the purpose of all that was to provide a backdrop to the fight scenes — which includes some of the best choreography I’ve seen in a long time. It was pure entertainment, gleefully dancing on top of genre tropes while adding new life to the shootout.

So, way to go John Wick for knowing your lane and kicking the shit out of it.

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